I Just Wanted to Teach Cultivation, But Goddesses Keep Coming! Chapter 319 A Mouthful of Heaven

Lin Feng could have easily avoided Ning Xi and stopped everything before it even began.

With his strength and awareness, such a situation posed no real threat to him.

And yet... he did not.

He was, after all, still a man with his own weaknesses. A part of him was curious.

Curious to see just how far Ning Xi was willing to go. And very quickly, he received his answer.

Her actions lost all restraint as she pressed closer, abandoning hesitation entirely.

There was a raw urgency in the way she clung to him, as though driven by an insatiable hunger, unwilling to hold anything back.

"I never expected Teacher Ning Xi to be this... motivated," Lin Feng mused inwardly, a trace of surprise flickering through his otherwise calm thoughts.

For a brief mont, he simply stood there, unmoving, watching her actions unfold with a rare hint of astonishnt.

anwhile, Ning Xi kept on going.

Her tongue traced slow, sensual lines from root to tip, savoring every inch, every vein, every pulse of heat radiating from him.

She swirled around the swollen head with delicate flicks, then dragged her tongue back down again, coating him thoroughly with her saliva.

There was no tomorrow in her mind... only this mont. Only him.

Ning Xi’s hands gently cupped and stroked what her mouth couldn’t yet reach, her movents growing bolder and more passionate with every passing second.

Soft, wet sounds filled the quiet room as she worshipped his yang spear with unrestrained hunger, her eyes occasionally flicking up to et his, filled with both submission and fiery determination.

Lin Feng’s fingers instinctively threaded through her hair, his earlier confusion lting away under the intense pleasure she was lavishing upon him.

Lin Feng’s divine sense extended silently, slipping into Ning Xi’s thoughts without the slightest resistance.

To him, her ntal defenses were practically nonexistent... fragile, unrefined, and easily parted.

Her mind unfolded before him like an open scroll.

Then, gradually, a mory surfaced.

"If Lin Feng truly cos from an ancient clan, then he will not be easily swayed," Ning Xi’s mother’s voice echoed, calm yet laced with authority. "n like him have seen too much, experienced too much. Ordinary thods will not be enough."

A brief pause followed, as though allowing the weight of those words to sink in.

"You must work twice as hard... no, three tis as hard to ensure that his heart is yours."

Ning Xi in the mory stood silently, listening, absorbing every word without question.

Then her mother stepped closer, her gaze sharpening.

"And rember this, Xi’er... the most direct path to a man’s heart is not through sweet words or shallow affection."

Her voice lowered, turning colder more certain.

"It is through the monster that lies between his legs."

Those words lingered heavily in the air.

"You can achieve anything you set your mind to," her mother continued, her tone softening slightly, though the aning remained firm. "But the real question is..."

A faint smile appeared on her lips.

"How much are you willing to sacrifice to achieve it?"

The mory ended there.

Lin Feng withdrew his divine sense slowly, his expression remaining calm, yet his eyes deepened with understanding.

So that was the truth behind her actions.

And now...

She was following that path without hesitation. Casting aside restraint. Ignoring consequence.

Driven forward by a mixture of ambition, desperation, and sothing far more fragile beneath it all.

Lin Feng could see it clearly.

Feel it, even.

Her determination burned intensely, almost recklessly, as though she had already decided that no price was too great.

Ning Xi wanted Lin Feng more than anything else in her life.

Lin Feng stood there in silence, his sharp eyes narrowed as he pondered how best to handle Ning Xi.

She was like a dark star on the horizon... beautiful, radiant, yet destined to bring him endless troubles in the future.

Especially once she regained her mories of her previous life as the supre Immortal Empress.

That woman had once shaken the entire cultivation world with her power and pride.

Reawakening those mories could turn her into a double-edged sword that might give him unwanted headaches.

Yet right now, the sight before him made all those distant concerns feel strangely distant.

Ning Xi was on her knees, her delicate face flushed deep red, tears glistening at the corners of her beautiful eyes.

She was struggling, almost choking, as she desperately tried to take his enormous yang staff deeper into her tight, wet throat.

Her lips were stretched wide around his thick girth, saliva dripping down her chin and onto her heaving chest.

Every ti she pushed forward, her throat convulsed around him, producing soft, lewd gagging sounds that only heightened the raw intensity of the mont.

Despite the obvious difficulty, she refused to pull back.

Instead, she looked up at him with misty, determined eyes, as if silently begging for his approval while giving everything she had.

Seeing her like this vulnerable, sincere, and utterly devoted finally made Lin Feng change his mind.

"Ning Xi is even giving it her all to show her sincerity," he mused inwardly, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips. "The least I could do is reciprocate with a bit of kindness."

He reached down and gently threaded his fingers through her long, silky blonde hair, no longer pushing her away.

Instead, he held her head steady, allowing her to adjust to his size while quietly admiring her efforts.

The future problems she might bring... her regained mories, her forr status as an Immortal Empress, the inevitable storms that would follow could wait.

He would cross that bridge when he ca to it.

For today, Lin Feng simply decided to enjoy the exquisite pleasure of Ning Xi’s tight, eager mouth.

Her throat squeezed and massaged his yang staff with every desperate swallow and bob of her head.

The wet heat, the rhythmic contractions, and the soft, muffled moans vibrating around his length sent waves of intense pleasure coursing through his body.

Ning Xi was pleasuring him with everything she had, her tongue working tirelessly beneath his shaft even as she fought for air.

Each ti she gagged, her throat tightened deliciously around him, drawing a low, appreciative groan from deep within Lin Feng’s chest.

"I may not be your first woman... I may not be the most beautiful woman in the world... and I may not be the most powerful either," Ning Xi thought desperately, her mind swirling with a mix of insecurity and burning determination.

Yet none of that mattered right now.

"I’m willing to choke and die on your mighty tool..." she continued in her mind, her thoughts hazy from lack of oxygen and overwhelming lust. "What else do you want from ? Tell ... I’ll do anything." Ning Xi scread in her thoughts.